Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

Everyone is trying their best to put food in their mouths.

After eating and drinking.

He Jiongcai hiccupped, "."The rabbit is delicious, and Mr. Huang's craftsmanship is good."

Huang Lei smiled modestly, "If it wasn't for Yang Zi, how could we have eaten rabbits."

Yang Zi: "..."

After a smile.

Feeling a little cold, everyone went back to the house and chatted.

The Mushroom House didn't have any entertainment tools such as TVs and computers. However, because there are too many corns today, the director team just made a set of K-song tools.

Touch screen jukebox, stereo, microphone.

One song, one hundred corn.

Although they knew that this was a trick of the director's team, they still had no resistance at all.

This is the only entertainment equipment in Mushroom House!

He Jiong excitedly ordered a song "Gardenia Blossoms"...

From time to time, the others chorused.

Very period song.

He Hao: "..."

He felt a bit of a pain in the ass.

This song, the ears that I have already listened to are getting calluses...

Wait until He Jiong is over.

The rest also sang.

Especially Liu Xianhua, even if he made his debut as a singer, he is even more familiar with music.

For the 'Chinese Xiaoqu Library' that everyone has sealed, I accept it calmly.

"What song do you want to listen to, I'll sing it for you!" Liu Xianhua said.

After half an hour...

Liu Xianhua's eyes stayed on He Hao.

"The last song, give me the right to order the song, Brother Ritian!" Liu Xianhua laughed.

He Hao pondered for two seconds, "Sing a Farewell My Concubine."

Everyone: "???".

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Farewell My Concubine, we can all understand!

But... Farewell My Concubine... right?

He Jiong looked at He Hao and said faintly, "This habit needs to be changed!"

He Hao: "???"

what habit?

Change what?

Why don't you understand?

Zhang Yishan leaned over and laughed in a low voice, "Let's not talk about chickens, civilization depends on everyone!"

He Hao: "..."

No wonder the dictionary is getting thinner now...

now.

Liu Xianhua was also operating on the touch screen, and said helplessly, "Brother Ritian, I haven't found Farewell My Concubine."

Everyone: "..."

He Hao: "..."

paralysis!

It seems that Dahua's Chinese teacher has not changed yet!

I don't understand the tone particles!

Then learn a jb!

He Hao said in a low voice, "Just sing Farewell My Concubine!"

"oh oh!"

Liu Xianhua played with joy, and with the flow of music, he began to sing...

The director looked at the monitor screen and was frightened.

He always felt that He Hao and Liu Xian 953 Hua seemed to be testing frantically on the verge of being banned.

I'm really afraid that one day, the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television will issue an order to ban such a pure green program with steadily increasing ratings...

soon.

The concert is over.

It was getting late, everyone packed up and started to go to bed.

long night.

In a whisper, it slowly flowed by.

The next day.

early morning.

The chirping of birds woke up the crowd.

Huang Lei yawned and got up.

So are the rest.

After washing up, Huang Lei looked around for a week and asked, "Do you want to eat rice noodles for breakfast, or do you want to eat some hard vegetables?"

Yang Zi raised her hand and answered decisively, "Hard dish!"

Huang Lei was overjoyed, "Oh, really?"

Yang Zi nodded happily.Showing a small dimple.

He Hao looked at her and said faintly, "I'll tell you a story. Yesterday, Wei Daxun ate hard vegetables for breakfast. Do you know what happened to him? , the plane was almost delayed..."

Yang Zi understood, and immediately possessed her body and rubbed her stomach, "Mr. Huang, I ate too much for dinner last night, just keep it light, just eat the rice!"

Huang Lei was slightly disappointed, and then looked at Zhang Yishan, his eyes glowing, "Yishan, eat some hard vegetables?"

Zhang Yishan hurriedly waved his hand. After a lot of work yesterday, he still felt a little sore in his lower back today.

Still want me to break corn?

Dream it!

Even if I, Zhang Yishan, died of starvation, thirst, and jumped off the rooftop, I would never break it again!

then……

For breakfast, everyone ate a lot.

Zhang Yishan's mouth was full of oil.

I can't help it!

It's no wonder that Huang Lei's mind is complicated. The main reason is that the corn is really ripe. If you don't break it, it might burst into the field. Isn't it a waste?

Moreover, such a good labor force, don't want it for nothing.

Eat and drink well.

Huang Lei pulled the crowd and went directly to the ground to break the corn!

After working a little for an hour, everyone returned to the house.

Wash and wash.

Eleven in the morning.

The crowd began to pack their suitcases.

Not only Zhang Yishan and Yang Zi, but He Hao and the others are also cleaning up.

It's another three-period yearning life, and the recording is over.

Everyone, in the car, go their separate ways.

When they parted, He Hao couldn't help but told Dahua that he must change his Chinese teacher...

It happened that Zhang Yishan and He Hao were going to Hangzhou, so they sat on a plane together.

First class.

The two held wine and chatted casually.

"Yishan, is there any schedule (bhdj) recently?" He Hao asked.

"Recently..." Zhang Yishan said distressedly, "Brother Hao, I don't have much at the moment, I just have a lot of schedules. The advertisement I went to shoot today is the only announcement I have made in three months."

He Hao smiled, "In a few days, they will give you an IP, Yu Sin, and let you play the leading role. I guess you will be an instant hit."

Zhang Yishan: "???"

He Hao smiled and said slowly, "For those who work hard, God will live up to it!"

Zhang Yishan looked confused, "Brother Hao, don't make fun of me, right?"